Looking for a Home

Who is the question Why is the feeling When is the time counting down Keeping me from sleeping I know I'm far from it But I think I'm so close Even I'm confused why This matters the most A longing for belonging Hangs above my head The sense of no direction Panics me instead Run in circles all I want But I won't get where I'm going I won't get where I'm going I'm looking for a home Somewhere I can go Before I'm too damn old I want to turn straight gold Who is the question Why is the feeling When is the time counting down Keeping me from sleeping Oh, do I belong? When will I write the song? Have I moved on?